Pokémon

June 17, 2017

a wonderful day!

(I'm currently thinking if I should stop writing. Most of it has already been said with the title and the photos. Or not?)

No, not quite. There are several facts and small events that led to the wonderful day. So, let's continue.

1. Waking up without an alarm clock and rush. The sun was shining outside. It was Saturday, a free day. That was a good start. Although I was still unsure about what exactly I was going to do.

2. Breakfast in peace. Toasted bread rolls, the last pitahaya, and almost a liter of chamomile tea.

3. Work at the construction site: after breakfast, I saw a message from Marco on my phone: Do you feel like helping for a short while? - I'll be there in ten minutes.
The reason I was happy to work was not because I had decided to spend the beautiful day in the city during that time. I was happy during and afterwards. Carrying out the toilets (damn disgusting!), removing doors, removing urinal bowl holders and silicone sealant from the wall, expressing my opinion on upcoming issues a bit, sanding and mopping the floor, removing an air duct (a delicate matter that worked out wonderfully), removing a lid from another air duct that was stuck, then clearing the air duct because some shortsighted worker had managed to completely block it. In any case, I had the patience to do these tasks carefully and well. I don't want to be in Marco's shoes, and that's my advantage. He has to be there all the time, get annoyed about this and that deficiency, and make decisions so that the work can be completed as much as possible. Patience looks a bit different in that situation. If he doesn't control every little thing and watch the craftsmen closely, it's all over.
So, in short: I felt very good after work.

4. Caught the right bus twice, as indicated by Marco. On the way to the bus stop, I asked at the last house above Avenida Simón Bolívar (six lanes, part of the Pan-American Highway) where I could catch the bus to Central Marin. They kindly directed me to a place where there was no "parada" sign at all. I just stood at the edge and thought ... I don't even know exactly what I was thinking, but a blue bus arrived. And I, being a numbskull, didn't have my glasses on. How on earth am I supposed to recognize the sign in advance without them? It should say 'Marin - Chillogallo', I could see the orange bar on top. Actually, I could definitely read the information from fifteen meters away. I waved and ... the bus stopped. The bus conductor asked me, 'Marin?' - si! And I jumped on. 25 cents and, yippee, a seat.
On the way back, I found the bus again and unfortunately got off one stop too early. But it was only a few hundred meters by foot to the pedestrian bridge. There, I bought eight mandarins from an older indigenous couple. They were delighted.

5. Did everything right in Ecovioa, wasn't robbed, and got off at the right stops, despite diversions and without using Garmin. I had it with me in my backpack, but only for emergencies.

6. In Parque El Ejido, I inspected the stands. It mainly consisted of pictures and fabric items such as ponchos, bags, backpacks, vests, gloves, hats, etc. At various stands, I looked at pictures. I would like to have some pictures at home. I especially want to collect pictures from different places and decorate a wall with them. I already have a picture from Prague and one from Venice from Dominik, well, Burano is already hanging. I have to talk to my master of the house about it. I also saw beautiful backpacks and hammocks. I have come to appreciate such things in my selva-cuarto. I am sure I will buy something. I still have time, just don't rush.

7. And now we come to the title. I did not choose Parque El Ejido by chance. There were plenty of Pokéstops there, and I just wanted to enjoy some Pokémon hunting. It started while inspecting the stands. At a food stand, I bought a bowl of rice with chicken and ate it in a quiet corner. Later, I visited more stands, always following the Pokéstops. Since I felt like having a coffee, I took a larger detour around Casa de la Cultura. But there was nothing there except McDonald's. I visited it on the second round, bought a coffee, small, but got a large one. Yes, one should know the language. Although 'pequeño' should actually be clear. Luckily, I said it, otherwise I would have ended up with a bucket of coffee.
And behold, away from McDonald's, I saw three lure modules in the park. With the bucket of coffee in hand, I aimed for a bench and ... man, it reminded me of the good old times in Arbon: Pokémon trainers. I could immediately spot five of them, and by the end of the hour, there were even about ten of them circling there. It may sound totally silly, but I enjoyed it a lot. At some point, I shouted if I could take a photo. I'm so happy that there are some Pokémon trainers here. - Yes, no problem, said two of them, another one just looked away.
The two of them came to me afterwards and asked about Mr. Mime = Pantimos. They had never seen one before. They liked the little guy, and I would have liked to give them one in exchange for Corasson, for example.

I also noticed that I already have three Skaraborn, which are only found in South America, and I was happy about catching a Lapras and hatching a Chansey.
If you have no idea about the Pokémon Go game, sorry for the boring ending.

(I think tomorrow I will...)